Faction Safeguards & Sovereignty | THR Senate

[Ayumi Pallopides]

The Senator guided her repulsor pod into the center of the great chamber with effortless grace, the soft hum of the platform blending with the gentle chime that announced her arrival. She paused, letting her warm gaze sweep slowly across the tiers of floating pods, a subtle, appreciative smile curving her lips as she met the eyes of her colleagues. "Chancellor thank you for giving me the time, colleagues." she began, her voice coming out with a melodic warmth. "Good evening to you all." Ayumi said it as she was mentally preparing for what she had wanted to do here. They were a lot of bills she had proposed.. even more what she was looking to work on with Melanie Sato as they would have over a dozen in Denon's local legislation alone. She breathed in deeply as her body stilled and calmed... all tension leaving her body.

Ayumi was a vision of refined elegance in a floor-length gown of shimmering, pearlescent white that seemed to hold the light of a dozen stars. The fabric, infused with a subtle metallic sheen, moved with the fluid grace of liquid silver, trailing behind her in a structured train that pooled elegantly on the pod's floor. Integrated into the bodice were sweeping, gilded accents that mirrored the soaring architecture of the capital, with golden flourishes arcing from her waist to her high, open collar. Over her shoulders draped a majestic, split-sleeve mantle of translucent silk dusted with gold leaf, its flared pauldrons giving her a silhouette of quiet, unshakable confidence. Her long, dark hair fell in a silken cascade down her back, catching the overhead glow and framing the genuine, sun-kissed warmth of her expression.

She leaned forward slightly, her posture open and inviting. "Today, I want to talk to you about peace of mind. We have all seen the dangers of a blockade or disruption of the main hyperlanes. Being able to endanger and starve a world. This world Naboo faced it at one time but this will only address one of the aspects of that. The Galactic Strategic Resilience and Reserve Act is to give worlds what they need to stay fed and healthy right there at home. To in the event of attack be able to rebuild without a drastic and lengthy process. Their allied worlds can and will likely help but if they are able to show they have the tools just need the aid to use them it can fo a lot faster. What might take years or months of planning and processing can be reduced drastically and altered, implemented and improved upon as needed."

She gestured toward the holoprojector with a light, graceful hand, and the text of the bill appeared in a soft blue glow that danced off the polished aurodium of her bodice. "The bill focuses on what I've called the 'Survival Six' the absolute essentials like water and medical-grade bacta. But to make this work without draining your local treasuries, we're introducing Carbonite Flash-Stasis for these reserves. I know, it sounds a bit technical, but it's actually quite wonderful. It allows you to lock these supplies in time for up to fifty years. No more worrying about expiration dates or the waste of rotating stock. It's a one-time investment that ensures your emergency stores stay as fresh and potent as the day they were packed, giving you a fifty-year window of security that you can rely on whenever the unexpected happens."

Ayumi smiled softly, her eyes flecked with amber as she looked toward the delegations from the more ecologically diverse sectors. "And because our worlds are more than just the people on them, we have the Genesis Protocols. This is a way to safeguard your native crops and livestock the very soul of your environments through secure, sovereign vaults. I want to be very clear: this data belongs to you. It is your heritage, protected by the highest privacy laws we can offer. We've even included 'First-Fill' grants to help every world get started, regardless of their budget. This act is about looking at our neighbors and saying, 'I want you to be safe, no matter what.' It's about building a Republic where every world has the tools to stand tall on its own. The full text is on your consoles now, and I truly look forward to hearing your thoughts on how we can make our homes more resilient."

Bill Name/Topic: The Galactic Strategic Resilience & Reserve Act (GSRRA)

IC Information: The Republic's reliance on classic logistics has turned our hyperlanes into a tether that can be cut by any blockade or disaster. The GSRRA is a comprehensive strategy to decouple planetary survival from hyperlane stability. By utilizing Carbonite Flash-Stasis for perishables and establishing the Genesis Protocols for ecological restoration, we ensure that every citizen of the Republic has a window of survival and every world has the "biological blueprints" to rebuild, even from the ashes of total catastrophe.

Attachment(s):
The Articles of the Galactic Strategic Resilience & Reserve Act
Article I: The Standardized Reserve & Preservation Mandate

• Section A: The "Survival Six" Commodities: All member worlds are required to maintain a 90-standard-day reserve of: Potable Water, Medical Grade Bacta, Nutritional Rations, Emergency Power Cells, Atmospheric Scrubbers, and Basic Vaccines.
• Section B: Carbonite Flash-Stasis (CFS) Preservation: All organic nutrient and medical reserves shall be preserved via Carbonite Flash-Stasis. This ensures the indefinite suspension of biological decay for up to fifty (50) standard years, neutralizing the fiscal waste of spoilage and ensuring 100% nutritional retention.
• Section C: Market Neutrality & Rotation: To prevent market stagnation, 10% of non-carbonite reserves must be rotated into the local public market annually. This rotation is governed by local planetary authorities to ensure the Republic does not artificially deflate local commodity prices.

Article II: The Genesis Protocols (Ecological Restoration)

• Section A: The Galactic Seed Vault: Every participating world shall maintain a hardened, subterranean vault containing cryogenically preserved seeds of all indigenous staple crops and ecologically vital flora.
• Section B: The Livestock Genomic Bank: This Act authorizes the establishment of Flash-Cloning Reservoirs for the storage of genomic sequences of vital livestock and keystone species. In the event of a certified famine or mass-extinction event, these banks can be activated to provide an immediate protein source and a foundation for a new breeding population.
• Section C: Ethical & Sovereign Opt-Out: Recognizing the diverse cultural and religious views on biotechnology, any member world may "Opt-Out" of the Genomic/Cloning provisions without forfeiting their right to the Seed Vault or Survival Commodity subsidies.

Article III: Security, Privacy, and Data Integrity

• Section A: Genomic Sovereignty: All genetic data stored under the Genesis Protocols is the exclusive legal property of the host planet. Unauthorized access, sequencing, or "weaponization" of this data by Republic Intelligence, military contractors, or extra-governmental bodies is a Class-A Federal Felony.
• Section B: The Resilience Guard: Regional Relief Hubs are authorized to maintain a civilian-controlled Resilience Guard. This force is strictly defensive and is legally barred from engaging in planetary law enforcement or interfering in local political disputes.
• Section C: Anti-Hoarding & Humanitarian Use: Reserves and Genesis Banks may only be unsealed during a Certified Sector Emergency. The unauthorized commercial sale of these assets for profit is strictly prohibited and shall result in immediate federal censure.

Article IV: Fiscal Incentives & Infrastructure

• Section A: The Strategic Subsidy: The Republic shall provide a "First-Fill" grant to any world whose GDP falls below the galactic median, ensuring that poverty is not a barrier to survival infrastructure.
• Section B: Corporate Resilience Credits: Corporations that provide technology or surplus goods to the Regional Relief Hubs are eligible for a 150% Resilience Tax Credit, incentivizing the private sector to bolster public safety.

 

[Eadu Yittreas]

Eadu reclined in the pod as Senator Ayumi Pallopides presented her proposal to the Republic Senate concerning the Galactic Strategic Resilience and Reserve Act. Although it was a lengthy document with numerous components, it could essentially be summarized into one crucial point. The Republic faced vulnerabilities to hyperspace manipulation and potential invasions from neighboring factions like the Sith Covenant and the Sith Order.

If this legislation was promoting decentralized, long-term survival vaults, it could serve as either a powerful instrument for planetary isolationism or, more significantly, a means for planets to endure beyond the collapse of the state, should that happen.

Usually, at this stage, the Senator would seek out possible flaws in the wording of the bill to discuss, aiming to stall the Senate with minor debates. However, it was time to adopt a fresh strategy to guarantee that his benefactors would be the ones benefiting from any decisions made by the Senate today.

"Once voting commences, the delegation from Alassa Major will support the legislation brought to the floor today by Senator Pallopides. It is high-time that the member-worlds within our Republic have the means to support themselves should the hyperspace lanes become vulnerable." He leaned back, his hands disappearing into the deep folds of his sleeves. He had seen the truth behind the Genesis Protocols. If a world held its own biological and medical blueprints in a vault Eadu could eventually help secure, then the Republic's leash was effectively severed.

 

[Makai Dashiell]

SENATE ASSEMBLY

Wearing | Gear : X | X | X | X | X | L3-37 | Interacting With : Phoebe Dashiell [NPC], Thirty-Seven [NPC]

Settled into his chair, Makai looked over the Senatorial chambers. Iced azure gaze was trying to discern who he may know. He didn’t spend much time in the High Republic. Yet as his mother-in-law pointed out, he may want to start for business purposes. She didn’t get to be the Trade Queen without good reason and he tended to listen.

So Makai was sent along to observe and take notes. He would have sent his father but the last Senator he spoke to was vaporized. Oddly enough, Makai would have expected an investigation. So far, crickets. Still, it was prudent to send him instead until the dust settled.

“Papa?” Little voice piped up next to him, trying to peer over the railing from her spot. “When do we speak?”

“Hmm…I don’t think we do. Or allowed to. Not until we catch the Senators in the hall. This is more a research gathering assignment.”

“Why?”

“Oh we aren't a governmental entity. Now I could have called Uncle Bale’s representative but I don't think we will need him.”

“You got this Papa.” A small nod of affirmation from Phoebe before she went back to doodling in a borrowed notebook. A small pause and she looked back at him. “Ice cream after?”

“Ice cream after.”

Makai leaned back to speak to Thirty-Seven, standing silently next to their nanny biot.

“Take notes Thirty-Seven. Also find any information on Miss Pallopides. She has far too many advanced business ideas for my liking, as if she already has a company in mind.”

 

[Aerys Mourn]

ANOTHER ONE

Eharl Sarn​

The great rotunda of the Galactic Senate thrummed with measured debate as the Galactic Strategic Resilience & Reserve Act was read into record. Aerys listened without interruption, hands folded neatly before him, expression composed and unreadable.

He absorbed every clause.

On Vandor, isolation was not hypothetical. Snow-bound mountain settlements and unstable hyperlanes had tested his people before. A standardized reserve protected against blockade or stellar disruption was not extravagance; it was prudence. Still, Aerys knew that any bill this sweeping carried more than one consequence.

When the session recessed, he guided his pod back and made his way into the common gallery. The chamber’s intensity softened into diplomatic murmurs. He accepted a cup of caffe from a passing attendant droid and took a slow sip, eyes scanning the gathered senators.

He found the towering form of Senator Eharl Sarn of Enarc across the hall and approached with a polite incline of his head.

“Senator Sarn,” Aerys greeted evenly. “A robust proposal, wouldn’t you say?”

Aerys continued, voice calm but precise. “The reserve mandate and carbonite preservation are difficult to argue against. Vandor has endured hyperlane disruptions before. A ninety-day buffer could mean the difference between order and desperation.”

He paused, lowering his voice slightly.

“But the Genesis Protocols give me pause. Seed vaults are preservation. Sensible. Flash-cloning livestock, however… that is intervention at scale. The Act speaks clearly of Genomic Sovereignty, and the penalties for misuse are severe. Yet history has shown us that genetic archives often invite interest from those who should not possess them.”

Another measured sip of caffe.

“I support resilience,” Aerys concluded quietly. “I simply wish to ensure that in fortifying our survival, we do not create vulnerabilities of another kind.”

He offered the Ithorian a composed, expectant look.

“What are your thoughts, Senator?”​

 

[Melanie Sato]

Perhaps it was Melanie’s fate to forever be Ayumi’s sidekick, just outside the spotlight.
​

At least, that was what she had thought for the first two years working under the force of nature that was her boss. Recently, Melanie had begun to feel increasingly comfortable stepping out into the spotlight herself, no longer fearing being eclipsed by the brilliant light that was Senator Pallopides. It was hard to pin down any one critical moment that had led to her surge of confidence, but two came to mind.

One was the most recent diplomatic event she had attended on the topic of lending a hand to Alderaan as it faced a dire threat of Sith invasion. Despite the sparse attendance in the off-hours meeting, she had felt validated by the amount of notable Senators who shared her personal concern for the future of Alderaan, raising her confidence that others would share or at least understand what she had to say.

The other was her earlier independent trip to Naboo, acting independently on Senator Pallopides’ behalf to secure resilient plants needed to scrub harmful waste from Denon’s industrial districts. Not only had the fact-finding mission been a success, but she had learned from her time with a certain Dagmar Kortu that not all the Republic’s nobility were pretentious pricks. If even a small fraction of the Republic’s nobility shared Dagmar’s forward thinking, Melanie would have the institutional support she needed to pursue her progressive, ambitious agenda.

Once Ayumi concluded her opening address, Melanie took her time, taking advantage of the fact that most paid far more attention to her boss than to Melanie herself. From her position behind Ayumi on the same floating platform, she observed the Senate chambers as other Senators rose to take the floor. The room seemed largely receptive to Senator Pallopides’ proposed bill, one which Melanie had been sure to carefully review before her boss submitted it to the Senate floor.

Subsequently, it was no surprise that Melanie found herself wholeheartedly in support of the Galactic Strategic Resilience and Reserve Act. She saw clearly the logic in ensuring that every member world of the Republic could sustain itself if severed from the rest of the galaxy, a real possibility given the brutal advance of the two Sith empires and the Black Sun mafia on the Republic’s flanks. Yet even if the High Republic was at peace with the galaxy, there was always the risk of a solar storm or a deadly pandemic isolating individual planets from the rest of Republic space.

Equally valuable was the Strategic Subsidy in Article IV, a provision that Melanie had personally reviewed and taken great pride in seeing Ayumi include it in the final bill. Oftentimes, nationwide contingency plans ignored the fact that not all planets could afford the large quantities of carbonite and foodstuffs needed for reserves, condemning poorer worlds to devastation while the elites in affluent metropolises gorged themselves behind their planetary shields.

Feeling the need to clarify some of the bill’s most important provisions, Melanie took advantage of the pause in debate to speak up.

“Good morning, esteemed Senators and delegates.” began Melanie, stepping out of Ayumi’s shadow - both metaphorical and literal.

Dressed in a full suit and tie with her hair tied back in a bob, Melanie was the serious, professional foil to Ayumi’s casual elegance. Her posture was impeccable, her face a carefully crafted expression of warmth and calm hiding her nerves. Melanie’s eyes scanned the room in a wide arc, focusing her attention not on any particular Senator but rather the room as a whole.

“I am Melanie Sato, Senator Pallopides’ chief of staff as well as a contributor to the research that produced the bill the Senator presents before us today. On behalf of the Senator, I would like to emphasize the value of the Galactic Strategic Resilience and Reserve Act, as well as its universal benefits."

“What are these benefits, you may ask?” continued Melanie. “Allow me to explain. On almost all of the Republic’s frontiers, we face hostile forces unafraid to use starvation, disease, and blockades as weapons of war to force our surrender. Solar storms may block or even permanently alter hyperspace routes, leaving individual worlds isolated from the rest of the galaxy for weeks before a solution can be found."

“Having a stockpile of essentials such as foodstuffs, water, bacta, and power cells will be critical in allowing beleaguered planets to hold out long enough for the Republic to restore supply routes, making the difference between a successful defense and the forced surrender of a world to the armies of tyranny."

“Some might claim that this bill is an overreach, the Republic attempting to impose strict requirements on its member worlds against the wishes of their populations. For that reason, an ethical and sovereign opt-out option is included in Article II of the Act. Opting out will not exclude member worlds from survival-related subsidies, and it will allow planetary governments flexibility in considering what provisions of the Act are best suited to safeguard their people in the case of emergency."

"On behalf of Senator Pallopides, I urge all our esteemed Senators and representatives to offer their support to the Galactic Strategic Resilience and Reserve Act. If anyone wishes to propose amendments to the act before offering their support, we are open to hearing them."

Ayumi Pallopides & co.

 

[Eharl Sarn]

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Senate Hall
Theed City | Naboo
Items: x
Aerys Mourn Eadu Yittreas Ayumi Pallopides Melanie Sato Makai Dashiell

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Senator Sarn accepted the cup of caf with slow appreciation, holding it between broad fingers as though warmth itself were part of the deliberation. There was a momentary wish that it were tea, but caf was a steeped brew as well.

His amber eyestalks regarded Senator Mourn with patient focus. One tilted slightly, as if considering not just the words spoken but the space between them and how this would impact all within the Republic.

"Mmrrrhh… a robust proposal indeed." he murmured, bringing the cup up to take a small unhuried sip.

"You know, Senator… when a storm approaches, there are two kinds of gardeners. Those who hope the winds will be gentle… and those who tie their young trees to steady posts." A soft dual-toned chuckle rumbled from him.

"The Survival Six are steady posts to use -- Water. Bacta. Power. These are not tools of dominance but are promises to children that tomorrow will still exist."

His amber eyestalks warmed.

"Preparation is not pessimism, Senator. It is love made practical." a gentle rumble followed. "And if the storm passes us by… we will still have stronger roots for having prepared."

The Ithorian let that linger for a moment as he considered the ramifications and the dominio effects.

"The Carbonite preservation… is practical. It respects limited treasuries and spares poorer systems from the quiet erosion of waste." but then his eyestalks lowered thoughtfully.

"As for the Genesis Protocols… mmh. Seed vaults preserve memory and ensure the capability of restoring life in the worst case scenarios. I find that wise. But genomic banks… cloning reservoirs…" His voice gentled further. "Power over life, even in the name of restoration, must be held with very steady hands."

It was then that he became reflective.

"We live in a time when the Core still burns, and dangerous and aggressive entities gather at the borders... Hyperlanes are arteries… and arteries can be cut....

When, not if, war should knock at our gates, worlds that can feed and heal themselves will stand with dignity. Those that cannot… will suffer fear before the first blaster is fired."

He inclined his great head slightly.

"So I see the benefits of such an act, the resilience and deterrence against panic, and allowing the world a greater sense of autonomy. But i also see the cons... the cost, temptation, the quiet risk that archives of life may draw the wrong sort of curiosity.... but I am curious... "

Another sip of caf, then the Ithorian turned on his microphone to propose the following question for clarification.

"I would support this Act… but I would be curious how Corporations will be able to provide assistance to this. Will each world have the option to select whom they desire to use to facilitate such preparation? "

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[Aerys Mourn]

SURVIVAL

Eharl Sarn​

Aerys Mourn listened without interruption, the faintest nod accompanying Senator Sarn’s parable of gardeners and storms. When the Ithorian finished, Aerys allowed a quiet breath to leave him, measured, thoughtful.

“I find myself in agreement with you, Senator,” he began, voice calm and resonant. “Preparation is not pessimism. It is stewardship.”

He lifted his cup slightly in acknowledgment. “The Survival Six are not instruments of power; they are assurances. Vandor understands this well. When hyperlanes close and snow buries our passes, hope alone does not sustain a settlement. Water does. Medicine does.”

He inclined his head.

“And the Carbonite provisions are particularly wise for systems with limited treasuries. Waste is a tax the poor can least afford.”

At the mention of corporate involvement, Aerys’ expression sharpened, not with suspicion, but with refinement of thought.

“You raise an essential point. If the Republic is to offer Corporate insight, then planetary sovereignty must remain paramount. Each member world should retain the authority to select its own corporate partners or decline them entirely. No world should be compelled into reliance on a contractor it does not trust.”

He took a slow sip of caffe before continuing.

“However, I would suggest minor amendments to strengthen this Act’s appeal to systems with minimal agricultural capacity.” His gaze held steady. “Not all worlds possess arable land or indigenous livestock to preserve. Mining colonies. Ecumenopolises. Ice-bound outposts.”

He gestured lightly.

“For such systems, the Genesis Protocols could include Regional Cooperative Vault Access, allowing agriculturally sparse worlds to invest jointly in shared Seed Vaults and Genomic Banks within their sector, rather than bearing full infrastructure costs alone.”

A brief pause.

“Additionally, subsidies might extend beyond initial ‘First-Fill’ grants to include infrastructure conversion credits, hydroponics, atmospheric processors, vertical farming arrays. Resilience should not assume farmland; it should enable it.”

His tone softened slightly.

“In that way, this Act becomes not merely preservation… but empowerment. It would ensure that poorer or urbanized systems are not observers of resilience, but participants in it.”

Aerys offered a respectful incline of his head.

“With planetary choice preserved in corporate partnerships and cooperative models available to those without fertile soil, I believe it becomes something stronger than a shield.”

His eyes held quiet conviction.

“It becomes a foundation.”​

 

[Verity Stuyveris]

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"Madam Chancellor," Verity began serenely as she stood before the microphone in her podium. "I rise to lend my support to my honorable colleague the Member for Denon. This is a bill of import, especially as the dark clouds of war seem to be gathering. We can never be too prepared. Ultimately I will support this legislation, but I have a few questions first, if the Senator or her Chief of Staff would indulge me."

She paused and glanced at her notes. "First: what is the estimated cost outlay for the grants and other subsidies that the bill proposes? And what -- if any -- funding mechanisms are being pursued to offset them? Second: would you mind taking me through the enforcement mechanisms you have in mind for Article III? And lastly -- for now -- are there limitations to the tax credits envisioned in Article IV? What criteria will be implemented to ensure that material donated is not, for instance, surplus, nearing the end of its useful life, et cetera?"

Verity lowered her head to signal the end of her present line of questioning. "Thank you for your time and consideration, Senator. Madam Chancellor, I reserve the remainder of my time and yield to the honorable member for Denon."

Ayumi Pallopides | Dominique Vexx | Aerys Mourn | Eharl Sarn
Melanie Sato Eadu Yittreas | Makai Dashiell​

 

[Ayumi Pallopides]

Verity Stuyveris Aerys Mourn Eharl Sarn Melanie Sato Makai Dashiell Eadu Yittreas Dominique Vexx

Ayumi inclined her head respectfully toward Verity before stepping forward once more, the faint hum of her repulsor pod steady beneath her feet. Her smile was warm but disciplined now, the expression of a legislator stepping into numbers rather than rhetoric. "Madam Chancellor and to my esteemed colleague, I am grateful for those questions. They go directly to the stewardship of this body's trust." She rested her hands lightly along the rim of her platform, posture open. "With regard to cost: the projected ten-standard-year outlay for the Strategic Subsidies and First-Fill grants represents approximately six-tenths of one percent of our annual discretionary infrastructure budget."

She took a breath. "The implementation is structured as a phased five-year rollout, smoothing the fiscal impact and allowing each sector to scale responsibly." A soft gesture summoned a clean set of figures in pale blue light. "Funding is not drawn from new taxation. Instead, we are reallocating a defined portion of existing Emergency Response appropriations. Historically, post-crisis relief efforts have cost several multiples more than proactive preparation. The data is clear: pre-positioned reserves reduce deployment expenditures, transport strain, and emergency procurement surcharges by a significant margin. In short, preparedness is the less expensive path."

Her gaze swept calmly across several finance-minded delegations. "There is also the logistical. A world of abundance like Hetzel may not have the transportation vessel numbers of a world like Denon for shipping. It exports but those are company vessels not its own at times. This will help cut down the time with those supplies there." She said it and knew a few places like Ryloth in old Republic records had relied on the Toydarians proximity to get supplies at one time. Ayumi was checking on more of it and Verity was thorough in her questioning which was not to be unexpected. Ayumi was looking at more of it as she was preparing a few answers for herself in her head.

"We are also leveraging voluntary private-sector participation through capped Resilience Credits and permitting wealthier member worlds to issue infrastructure bonds should they prefer localized acceleration. This framework spreads responsibility without imposing disproportionate burden." She allowed the numbers to fade before continuing. "On the matter of Article III enforcement, clarity is essential." Her tone did not sharpen, but it steadied. "The Genesis Protocols operate under civilian oversight. A rotating intersector commission will conduct mandatory audits, with encryption standards administered at the planetary level. No military or intelligence body is granted unilateral access."

Her breath came out as she eased her mind and body of tension. "The Genomic data remains the exclusive legal property of the host world." She folded her hands gently. "Any breach triggers automatic federal investigation. Violations carry Class-A felony charges, mandatory restitution to the affected world, and permanent disqualification from federal contracting. Executive liability is explicit within the text. Sovereignty here is not symbolic. It is enforceable." She gave a look, it was a harsh part of it but it was needed. Overstepping and enforcing something were needed. "And finally, regarding the Resilience Credits."

A hint of softness returned to her expression. "The credits are neither unlimited nor unconditional. Each corporation is subject to an annual cap. All materials must meet Republic certification standards, including minimum remaining service-life requirements. Independent inspection shall be mandatory before credits are issued." A faint holographic checklist illuminated beside her. "Only goods listed on verified Regional Relief Hub procurement schedules qualify. Surplus stockpiles nearing obsolescence do not meet that threshold. Credits are awarded upon validated deployment, not upon shipment." Expired supplies or near expiration would have to be screened.

"There is a chance this could have a strain as well. A world could have bought several containers of food or medicine for a crisis and only needed a portion. So they have the rest still. Buyback can be tricky with some companies as can second hand markets of them trading or selling the products to recoup some of what was spent." She allowed the light to dim once more. "This Act is structured to encourage partnership, not exploitation. To invest wisely, not impulsively." Ayumi inclined her head again toward Verity. "I welcome continued refinement from all and I thank my colleague for ensuring that our resilience is built not only with foresight, but with fiscal discipline."

She stepped back slightly, composed, steady, and entirely at ease in the chamber's glow. She was interested in what all of them thought and could think of a couple parts that might need to be tested. The self sustaining modules that were being used on Denon and improvements to vertical gardens thanks to the twin moons were beneficial. Ayumi looked at Melanie had also given an impassioned speech in her own right and she was learning. Still idealistic in ways but she was improving and had the initiative in many things which was beneficial. "I return the floor to whomever chancellor thank you for the chance here."

 

[Dominique Vexx]

Dominique noted the ease with which even Eadu Yittreas enjoined Ayumi Pallopides 's proposal, but aside from a casual glance in his direction made no comment. Found something of interest in it had he? Well, he wasn't alone.

Others spoke of interest in the Bill before them as well. Verity Stuyveris in particular drew the Chancellor's eye from her dais. While surprisingly assertive with regard to responding to Sith aggression, she was an otherwise perceptive woman.

"Thank you, Senator Pallopides. This is a prescient proposal intended to ensure the resilience of entire worlds in the face of adversity." Dominique tapped a display. "Toward that end, integral to its purpose, I propose this Senate consider amending this Bill with the following: Article II, Section D, To ensure cultural and social continuation in a manner accustomed to a Republic World's citizens, member worlds may Opt-In to sharing Seed samples and Genomic data to be stored in a dedicated, centralized Vault. The Republic will assist in the collection and transportation of any such samples in gratitude for such contributions." She hoped there might be a second in support of the amendment.

A localized store would do many worlds good, but Dominique worried about circumstances few would want to openly address. She trusted many in power, however, paid attention to galactic events. To galactic threats. Entire worlds had gone missing. Entire worlds had been destroyed. And a vault kept on a planet were far more easily raided by an invader than the world's grandest fortress. An off-world bank of such genetic information and seeds would ensure such aggregious acts would not spell the end of all trace that a people -- and a world -- had ever lived at all.

There were, after all, valuable plants and animals on certain worlds that would be an incalculable loss if they were lost forever. Some of them indispensible for medicinal purposes.

Some worlds might doubt the intentions of such a central vault, however, so Dominique proposed it be opt-in. If any chose not to contribute something vital to the continuation of the whole then it would be on her Office and the diplomatic core to discover the reasons that stayed their involvement -- and if they could be persuaded to participate to whatever degree they were willing.

Were minerals and metals so easily scanned, stored, and replicated. Though Dominique expected Ayumi might point out otherwise with some of her technology. Perhaps she was saving that for another time so as not to overwhelm or deter participation for this much. Dominique might need to speaking with Ayumi once more on the matter. For strategic reasons.

What Dominique did notice, however, was the lack of complaint over Article I, Section A. Not that there were penalties if a world failed to secure 90-days worth of supplies for their entire population within the five-year span. Well, any amount they contributed toward the goal would be worthwhile. Denon itself had been besieged a time or two in its history. Hardly a pleasant experience, but reserves like these made it possible.

Ayumi Pallopides | Verity Stuyveris | Eadu Yittreas | Makai Dashiell | Aerys Mourn | Melanie Sato | Eharl Sarn​

 

[Ravion Corvalis]

Marble pillars soared into the vaulted dome of the senate chamber; in the short era of Republic peace these pillars had found themselves etched with reliefs of founding senators; idealists carved in white stone, their expressions forever fixed in unity and sacrifice. Golden light filtered down from the high transparisteel canopy, illuminating concentric tiers of delegates seated in quiet semicircles.

The air felt too still as Ravion sat reading over the documentation in front of him, his fingers trapping paper between them as he shuffled through the acts that were awaiting debate. This one however, worried him.

The Galactic Strategic Resilience & Reserve Act hovered on the central holo-display, its Articles rotating slowly in luminous blue script. He had slowed to properly read through after hearing some keywords that did not sit right with him, yet still Ravion did not rush to the podium.

He waited, like the Magistrate should. He let the last whispers from the previous statement die. He let the silence become his expectant.

Only then did he step forward.

His black robes cut clean against the lights of the senate chamber. They gave no flourish as there was no need for it, the chamber knew who he was and why they were all here. No need for dramatic gestures.

Control, however...

“Esteemed colleagues of this Senate.”

His voice carried without strain, amplified by the speakers of his dias. There was no echo from his words as they settled around the chamber into the ears of the Senators around him.

“This GSRRA is ambitious and I cannot deny that it is elegantly written. It appeals to a fear within this Republic many seem to have without sounding afraid.” He turned slightly, allowing the rotating Articles to reflect faintly in his eyes. “Ninety-day reserves. Carbonite flash-stasis. Seed vaults. Genomic reservoirs. Civilian resilience guards.”

His gaze sharpened as the articles continued to dominate the stage.

“Insurance against the apocalypse.”

He let that word sit aware that behind him, in the shadow of his dias, Kayrce sat motionless, Red eyes unblinking as she finished pitching the word apocalypse into his speech.

She was not a senator. Not officially.

But everyone in the chamber felt the gravity of her presence, of her ability to provide the magistrate with information he really shouldn't have access to as quickly as he did.

She leaned slightly toward him, voice barely more than breath.

“They expect moral outrage.”

Ravion’s reply was so quiet it might have been imagined.

“They will receive structure.” These words did not break onto the floor, they remained purely for her.

“I do not oppose preparedness.” Again he addressed the chamber, the speakers picking up the words and sending them sailing across the space with no obstruction. He let his hands fold neatly behind his back. “I oppose the framework of dependency concealed within this Act.” The holo-display shifted to Article IV: Strategic Subsidies and Corporate Resilience Credits. Ravion allowed it to do so silently. “One-hundred-and-fifty percent tax incentives.”

The words glowed faintly above him in a faint blue.

“A standardized carbonite preservation mandate.”

The chamber’s attention sharpened now, as they realised that he was starting to line something up. It became only more apparent as his eyes moved rather deliberately; toward the Denon delegation.

“Let us not pretend this infrastructure exists in a vacuum.”

He tapped his console with his fingers, signet ring making a satisfactory noise as it did.

“Let us ask who manufactures the majority of carbonite flash-stasis vaults in the Republic?” There was no answer, because he gave no real time for one, but the eyes scanning were not lost on him. “Who holds controlling patents on flash-cloning reservoir systems?”

Still silence. Did they need more?

“Who administers most high-capacity biotech certification audits?”

Eyes moved towards the Denon senator, the same voice who had put forward the bill.

It was a subtle shift of attention from the House, but Ravion noticed. He always noticed.

“This Act does not merely build reserves.” His tone lowered slightly, it went more intimate, reaching out as if in private message to all. “It builds a Custodial State Model.” The phrase cut differently now. Thrown like a precision shot into a plane of glass.

“A system in which planetary sovereignty remains ceremonial… while survival infrastructure becomes federally standardized, corporately maintained, and procedurally gated.”

The ripple began, was it the Ryloth Delegation? He certainly hoped so, there had been rumours swirling for weeks that the Twi’lekks were getting restless with the core Republic worlds dictating policy.

It started small, but took no time to start spreading.

Kayrce’s whisper again: “Press the leverage.”

Ravion’s jaw tightened just slightly.

“When a world’s food supply rests in carbonite vaults maintained by off-world contractors…” His eyebrows raised as if asking a question they all knew the answer to. “When activation protocols require central certification clearance…” Again it was all about leverage. “When genomic banks are subject to compliance audits ran by the very same establishments…”

He stopped talking and sighed. His eyes visibly closed on the hologram of his face that was being projected into the chamber. When they finally opened, his gaze hardened.

“Then sovereignty becomes conditional.” The chamber felt colder and maintained it’s silence. “Delay a shipment.”

Put the doubt in. “Freeze an activation code.”

Set it in their minds. “Suspend a subsidy pending review.”

His voice never rose. “That is not war.”

Now finalise it. “That is leverage.”

The word hung in the air like a blade.

“This bill promises resilience.” He paused, finger again tapping his screen almost like he was mulling over his next words very carefully. “However it delivers nothing but Denon Dependency.”

Ravion continued before interruption could gain momentum.

“We are told hyperlanes are our vulnerability.” He gestured toward the ceiling of the senate as if the stars themselves were on display. “But hyperlanes are neutral.”

His hand made a fist now as he spoke.

“Monopolized survival systems are not.”

The golden light above dimmed slightly as passing cloud cover shifted over Theed. The chamber seemed darker for it, even if it was impossible for it to be so.

“Resilience must be decentralized. Locally manufacturable. Open-standard.” He almost spat as he spoke. He had to sink the point. “Otherwise, we are not strengthening the Republic. We are centralizing its lifelines into the pockets of corporate entities we do not control.”

He let the silence expand again and closed with no grand gesture. His closed fist did not slam as much as he wanted to. Instead he finished with just a final, quiet incision:

“The Republic was founded on mutual defence. Not custodial management.”

He inclined his head slightly towards the chamber.

“The Magistrate opposes this Act in its entirety in its current form.”

He stepped back.

Kayrce leaned closer now, voice barely audible beneath the renewed murmur.

“You’ve made it about sovereignty.”

Ravion’s eyes remained forward.

“It always is.”

Across the chamber, alliances were recalculating.

Denon would no longer be allowed to propose resilience. It would be made to defend influence.

Ravion had given the Senate a name for it.

The Custodial State Model.

A phrase that would spread far beyond this chamber.

Although he already new Denon Dependency would be what was in the headlines across the whole Republic by the morning.

 

[Aerys Mourn]

Speech?

Ayumi Pallopides | Dominique Vexx | Eadu Yittreas | Melanie Sato | Makai Dashiell | Eharl Sarn | Ravion Corvalis

With a short nod to Eharl Sarn , "Excuse me a moment, now is a better time than ever."

The soft chime announcing his recognition echoed through the chamber as Senator Aerys Mourn of Vandor guided his repulsorpod toward the center of the rotunda.

He paused a moment, gaze sweeping across the tiers of senators before him.

“Chancellor. Esteemed colleagues.”

His voice carried evenly, composed.

“The Galactic Strategic Resilience & Reserve Act is, at its heart, a promise. A promise that when hyperlanes falter, when war disrupts trade, when disaster isolates our worlds, our citizens will not be left to fear before the first blaster is fired.”

A slight incline of his head.

“The Survival Six commodities are prudent. Carbonite Flash-Stasis is fiscally responsible, particularly for systems whose treasuries cannot endure the erosion of spoilage. And the Seed Vault provisions safeguard memory itself, ensuring that even from ash, life may return.”

He allowed a breath to settle.

“However, if this Act is to serve the whole Republic, we must acknowledge a truth: not every world possesses fertile plains or grazing fields. Mining colonies, ecumenopolises, and ice-bound outposts cannot simply construct traditional vaults and call themselves secure.”

His tone strengthened.

“I therefore propose two clarifications.”

“First: the establishment of Regional Cooperative Vault Access. Agriculturally limited worlds should be permitted to invest jointly in sector-based Seed Vaults and Genomic Banks, sharing both cost and stewardship. Resilience must not be gated by geography.”

A murmur rippled faintly across the chamber.

“Second: expanded infrastructure conversion incentives. Beyond First-Fill grants, let us provide credits for hydroponics arrays, atmospheric cultivation systems, and vertical farming platforms. Let resilience enable self-sufficiency where none previously existed.”

He folded his hands calmly before him.

“And finally, regarding Corporate Resilience Credits: planetary sovereignty must remain absolute. Each world shall retain the right to select, regulate, or decline corporate partners in accordance with its own laws and cultural standards.”

His gaze lifted, steady and sincere.

“If we adopt these refinements, the GSRRA will not merely preserve what we have.”

Aerys’ voice carried with quiet conviction.

“It will strengthen worlds that have never before had the means to stand fully on their own.”

Aerys bowed his head one last time before stepping back,

"Thank you for your time."

Spoiler: Adendem

Regional Cooperative Vaults – Allow agriculturally limited worlds to share sector-based Seed Vaults and Genomic Banks.

Expanded Infrastructure Credits – Fund hydroponics, vertical farming, and closed-loop agriculture for non-arable worlds.

Planetary Corporate Choice – Guarantee each world the right to select, regulate, or decline corporate partners.

Equal Access to Resilience – Ensure participation is not limited by geography or agricultural capacity.